Fatima Al Matar فاطمة المطر

Silence is not empty, it's full of answers.

14 Nov 2015

That curious thing we call "Inspiration"

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Whilst I was painting the other day my daughter who is nine years old came to watch then she asked me the simple and exhausted questio...
13 Nov 2015

أنا و ظِلالُكَ

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أحاولُ أن أجادلَ ظِلالُكَ مستميلة ًعطفه   لقد مرّت سنوات طويلة، لماذا تُصِرُّ على البقاء؟ منزوياً على طَرِفِ الفراش، يُديرُ ظهر...

masturbation

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not understanding why she was told not to not understanding why she was made to feel shame she dared to climb on top of the kitchen c...
11 Nov 2015

Once upon a previous existence..

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When I was a flower I knew. The bulb that contained me understood too. Perfect, wholesome and intact I was beneath the earth, there was no...
10 Nov 2015

My therapist, the bathtub!

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My therapist is excellent at what he does, he’s a great listener, he’s empathic, honest and compassionate, he’s (as far as I know) nonj...
9 Nov 2015

في الأيام العاصفة

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في الأيام العاصِفة تهبُّ أُنثى الرياح بجنون متمردة، عاصية، ثائرة، غاضبة بعد سكوتٍ وقنوطٍ طويلينِ نَثرت وبَعثرت كل ما كان...

On windy days

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On windy days lady nature is raving delirious in her rage all is brought back to the surface she had been quiet for too long le...
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